She lowered her head and began to tremble, crying. And so she did the only thing she could do - what she'd done earlier: closing her eyes, lowering her head, she went away. The place she'd escaped into... earlier today. Her secret place, her music room.
Taken from A Maiden's Grave by Jeffrey Deaver
I met up wif Ken and LP the other day - they came back from Melbourne for a visit. As we chatted, LP asked, "So how have you been - settled back here well?"
There was an apparent moment of silence before said "Yes". Then, i said "Yes" again - this time, firmer and wif more conviction, as if trying to convince meself.
Truth be told, i was surprised at the hesitation in my reply. I have settled back into life here. There's no doubt about it! I dun go about dreaming about life back in the UK - nor do i long for it and cry meself to sleep over it!!! i've got me mates here wif whom i go out wif all the time.
But...
If that is really true, then why is it when things are bad, i automatically run back to Rayleigh Tower, or to Food-on-3 - my music rooms? Why is it i take refuge in KeKe's room wif the rest, or watch something on Michael's laptop in his room wif him? Why do i long to see Kathy's eyes light up, or hear Sachin and Michelle squabble in the kitchen? Why do i miss Barry's funny voices and singing, or Judy's Woody Woodpecker's laugh? Why do i end up dancing on the benches wif me flat mates or break out into song wif me workmates while moping the floors of Food-on-3?
Home is where the heart is - they say. But if i'm home, then why does my heart run off somewhere else when things dun seem to be going right?
*A bonus track in the non-US edition of her 3rd album, Britney.
2 comments:
I've felt tat way before too. When i'm home, i sometimes miss Sg. When I'm in Sg, i wish I was home. Maybe I just can't accept reality. bleah.
err... i dun get that feeling where i'm there! except during chinese new year... :-P
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